On the song Benzino addresses the the shooting with his nephew and even uses a snippet from Rick Ross’ lyrics “n*ggas shot up the car, walk away like Benzino” for the song’s chorus. The obviously enraged Benzino implicatively compares his nephew to the devil:

Tried to spill my blood, but couldn’t handle it/speeding to the church, yo keep those candles lit/wake me momma, feel like it’s a fantasy/Sitting with the devil, drinking Hennessy.